Used to dream of be ing a mil lion aire, with out a care; but if I’m see ing my dreams and you are n’t there, ’cause it’s o ver,

that just won’t be fair.

Dar lin’,

I’d rath er be a poor wom an liv ing on the street, no food to eat, ’cause I don’t want no pie if I have to cry, ’cause it’s o ver,

when you said good bye.

All at once

I had (E)it all,

but it does n’t mean (A)an y thing

now that you’re gone.

From a bove,

seems I had (E)it all,

but it does n’t mean (A)an y thing

since you’re gone.

Now I see my self through dif f’rent eyes; it’s no sur prise.

Be ing a lone would make you re al ize, when it’s o ver,

all in love is fair.

Should a been there, should a been there, should a, should a...

All at once

I know I pushed you a way; what can I do that will save

our (Amaj7)love?

Take these ma te ri al things; they don’t mean noth ing.

It’s you

that I (F#m)want.

All at once

I had it all,

but it does n’t mean (A)an y thing

now that you’re gone.

From a bove,

seems (E)I had it all,

but it (C#m)does n’t mean (A)an y thing

since you’re gone.

(Should a been there, should a been there, should a, should a...) All at

I had it all,

but it does n’t mean (A)an y thing

now that you’re gone.

From a bove,

seems (E)I had it all,

but it (C#m)does n’t mean (A)an y thing

since you’re gone.

(Should a been there, should a been there, should a, should a...) All at